Pied Beauty
God did a good job with the spotty,
in fact He enjoyed it a lot. He
speckled and rippled
and dabbled and stippled
as if He were totally potty.
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Daffodils
I drifted along in a vapour
but started to warble and caper
when acres of yellow
all shimmied like jello,
which fact I commit now to paper.
[This message has been edited by Janet Kenny (edited May 18, 2006).]
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